Step Mother

I wanted to let you know that I fully enjoyed listening to you tell your stories regarding your infected cysts and hemorrhoids. Your voice bellowing so loud I think the whole restaurant could hear you. I am sure the other patrons enjoyed it as much as I did. At least you helped me with my diet, for that I thank you. Thank you for all the times you said too much too the wrong people. Thank you for making me feel unwanted and unneeded and less than your son. The perfect boy. That you endlessly brag about. Thank you for everything. And if you are dumb enough to believe these thank yous are true. Then you may be dumb enough to believe I love you too.